Sunday 5 August 2018

New Erotic Collection Carrie's Diary Volume One

Hi My lovely Readers and Listeners

New my first collection is ready for you now. The first volume of Carrie's Diary. On Audible audio books over 3 hours of listening, 105 packed pages on Kindle.  This covers February and March and is made up of 5 separate sexy adventures.This is Carrie's own story and read by the wonderful Harriet Seed who brings Carrie alive. Her voice conveys how she feels and what is happening, each raunchy adventure.

Carrie's Diary Vol. One covers her encounter working at a national exhibition with the Sales Director

who finds himself captivated by her. It continues with a flash-back to when she was 18 years and introduced to her lust for life and sex in all varieties. 

Carrie goes on to tell us about her first lesbian coupling, unexpectedly with her very good friend. Next Carrie is given a huge cash gift to entertain 4 uninhibited young bankers who want to let off steam in a private room in a top London hotel. Finally one of these bankers invites Carrie to a private members sex club which she hugely enjoys.

Here the opening words of the first encounter:

Dear Diary

About Me

   I’m starting fresh today. I’m going to write about my experiences and emotions. Maybe one day someone will make this into a book. So let’s start by telling you about myself.

   My name is Carrie and I love sex. Everything about it. I love guys who are older cause they are better at fucking. I love the chase. Finding a guy, single, married, mainly older and talking him into have a good time with me, naked and intimate.

  I’m now 24 but I’ve been like this since my 18th birthday when I was seduced by Richard who was much older and loved younger women. Well women who are between 18 and 22, any size, any shape and anywhere – so he said. We had a wild 3 days together. I learned more than any 18 year old should know about the art of sex and how to please a man.  That is another story and one you need to watch out for. It’s been my secret now for the last 6 years and maybe time to tell you about it.

   But back to now and me. I’m Carrie White, blonde, petit and attractive. Or at least that is what they tell me, family, friends and lovers. I enjoy dancing, shows and eating. I’m a pizza queen, but I go for food from around the world. I left school and went to college for a year to study Hair and Make
-up but I didn’t learn anything new so I left.

   I took a job promoting and merchandising. That meant standing in a Departmental Store or supermarket giving away samples or doing a make-up make-over. It was OK and I was doing what I liked, meeting new people and having fun. Wasn’t really like work.

   Then the agency said they were looking for photographic models to present products for magazines. I had some work over a few months and made some money but it was slow. I knew I wouldn’t make it big overnight so I kept up the promo work too. Then Richard came along and that’s when my life changed. He persuaded me to do nude modelling and that
lead to me losing my virginity. You’ll need to read about it in Richard Found and Trained Me

   Up until then I’d had a few boy-friends but nothing too serious. Most I went out with just a few times and got bored. They all talked about football and all tried to get me into bed. Quite honestly it pissed me off. In the car, at my home or theirs, even at a movie they all tried to get their hands inside my bra, up my skirt or down my jeans. And some wouldn’t take “No” without a slap. I was really fed-up. I had this schoolgirl idea of being a virgin bride when the right guy came along. Foolish thought now, powerful motivation at the time. So rather than be in a difficult position again I started just going out with the crowd.

Thursday 17th February

   So here I am on an exhibition stand for a major kitchen manufacturer – top end of course – dressed in red. Red blouse, buttons opened as far as I can get away with, red lacy platform bra showing my boys, a red mini shirt and red heels, high, high enough to accentuate my legs but also make them ache. I need to sit down. Who designed this? Must have been a man. I’m handing out brochures and trying to get people on to the stand where the sales crew will talk to them and try to sell. The sales guys all have a red shirt and tie matching my outfit, company colour.  They are all on commission; I’m on a flat day rate. Ok. It’s not peanuts but I could beat any of these guys on sales. Maybe I should try that in future. I’m sure my agency will be able to find some work for me. I’m staying in a hotel with the sales guys. I wonder who will be the first to try it on! Tough luck guys, you are all too young and in-your-face. After Richard I like older guys and I like a challenge.

Buy the book, KIndle or audio-book and have some good nights in. Low lights, scented candles, on your own or with a loved one for extra fun. 

Carries Diary Volume Two will be available in the Spring.

Thanks for reading my blog. Good reading and listening. The links are further down the page

Jim Masters

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Saturday 4 August 2018

Hello Readers and Listeners, my Lovelies

Good News. Hannah Blackbird's short story Blown Out: The Dangers of Forbidden Attraction is waiting for you to read right now. You will love this story with the usual Blackbird excitement.

This contains material of explicit sexual nature. Bored and beautiful, Violet falls hard for Zed, a talented, drop-dead gorgeous photographer. But she's a princess and her father would never approve. Can the young lovers keep their passionate affair hidden or is the forbidden fairytale romance bound to come crashing down? Follow their sexually and emotionally charged journey in Blown Out.

The book starts thus:

   It was dark by the time Violet made it to the car. Just another Friday evening. She’d already said goodnight to her father. He hadn’t seemed to suspect a thing. Didn’t he see it? Didn’t he hear the mad, racing beat of her heart? It felt like a newly caged bird, trying to burst its way out of her chest. Thump. Thump. Thump. Did he know? It felt as though the world revolved around her deceit. just another Friday evening.
   “What is it tonight?” he’d asked. He always asked but of course, she read too far into it and felt like he already suspected something.

   “Just the orchestra,” Her voice sounded strange and she tried to set it right. “They’re doing Mozart and then Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring. I love that piece.” She’d looked up the program online, of course, feeling like a criminal the whole time. “It might go on until late,” she added.

   “I don’t know how you can stand it,” he’d yawned as she walked with a forced casualness from the room. Her shoes clicked along the hard floors, the sound interspersed by the occasional heavy rug. Ralph was at the door. They didn’t speak until after he’d closed the car door behind her and was in the driver’s seat.

   Then he sighed.

   “It’d be pointless to tell you how crazy this is, wouldn’t it?” he said. He was watching her in the rear-view mirror. Violet couldn’t meet his eyes.

   “I’m not asking you to do anything,” she said. “I just know
you’re too smart to get around. And I’d rather have you know
about it than chase me.”

   “I don’t really know if I should take that as a compliment,” Ralph mused. He tapped out a beat on the steering wheel and went into his pocket for chewing gum, his eyes still focused on her. “Vi, I can’t afford to lose this job.”

   “I know.” She met his gaze then. “I know. And I wouldn’t let that happen. Just do this one thing. Please?”

   He didn’t say anything.

   “How’s Roma, anyway?” Violet surprised herself by remembering his girlfriend’s name. “Weren’t you going to propose?”

   Ralph blew out a sigh.

   “I plan to. Just – finding a moment.”

  “Must be nice,” Vi said. “Not needing permission to be in love.”

   Ralph snorted. “Must be nice living a life of obscene luxury.”

   “Prison is prison,” Violet said. “Doesn’t matter if it looks nice on the outside.”

   Ralph groaned.

   “Fine! Enough with the theatrics! See this, kid. I won’t stop you but you get caught, it’s all you, okay?” He twisted in his
seat to look at her, his blue eyes shaded with concern. “Vi, I
don’t want to see you hurt. Bottom line. You understand?
You’re playing with fire. You do know that, right?”

   She knew it. But fire was pretty to look at and it warmed her in the most addictive way. She hadn’t felt this way since – no. She frowned and tried to expel the thought. Don’t go there.

   “Vi!” Ralph was still looking at her. “I’m talking third-degree burns if you get caught. Is he really worth it?”

   She bit her lip and looked down at her hands. They shook a little and she sat on them.

   “Yes. I’m sorry but yes,” She looked up as Zed approached the car. “He’s – everything.”

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Abbie xxx

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